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by Marco M. Pardi

Being considered or labeled mentally disordered—abnormal, crazy, mad, psychotic, sick, it matters not what variant is used—is the most profoundly discrediting classification that can be imposed on a person today. Mental illness casts the “patient” out of our social order just as surely as heresy cast the “witch” out of medieval society. That, indeed, is the very purpose of stigma terms.” Thomas S. Szasz, MD The Manufacture of Madness. 1970

The main symptom of a psychiatric case is that the person is perfectly unaware that he is a psychiatric case.” Oleg P. Shchepin, Soviet Deputy Minister of Health. 1988

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According to national statistics, by August 5th 2019 there were 255 mass shootings in the United States. That was the 217th day of the year.

So, as of that date we had more mass shootings than days in the year. But I am not writing about guns. Regular readers of this column know I have recently written about Gun Control, under that title. In that piece I proposed concrete steps to greatly reduce gun violence. Anyone interested can simply check the archives on this site for the title Gun Control.

Instead, this is about an insidious effort to Trojan Horse a very highly dangerous policy/practice into our lives through the feelings we are rightly experiencing subsequent to the latest mass shootings.

Finally breaking his silence following the El Paso and Dayton mass shootings, President Trump reiterated his support for expanded background checks. Then a few days later, after conversing with the National Rifle Association and taking time to glorify himself with forced “photo ops” with a couple of survivors (one an infant), he backtracked to “meaningful background checks” and lectured us on how guns are not the problem, mentally ill people are the problem. It was clear that his “meaningful” background checks were to be aimed mainly, if not solely toward people someone (unspecified) had labeled as mentally a danger to self or others.

This message is being picked up and spread, sometimes in seductive ways. On August 11th Mia Love, former Republican Congresswoman, appeared on CNN and told us her daughter had written: “I wish Congress would focus on the violent thought so I don’t have to become the victim of the violent act.” On its face this seems sensible. But look further and we see it deflects attention away from the gun just as surely as does Trump’s NRA inspired modification of background checks.

Reshaping reality to suit political ends is nothing new. We now live in a world Orwell would recognize, told to believe “alternative facts” (Kellyanne Conway). But we must not lose sight of the fact that politics set the framework for how people behave economically, socially, and even religiously. We were given an excellent primer in that by George Orwell. Pressed by his publisher to complete and submit his as yet untitled manuscript he looked ahead to the lead time necessary for his book to reach the public and saw 1948. He then merely transposed the last numbers and gave the world 1984.

Orwell’s secret police – Thinkpol – were chartered with discovering and punishing thoughts unapproved by the Party – thoughtcrime. In addition to intrusive surveillance, every citizen was responsible, under penalty, to report anyone they thought guilty of thoughtcrime.

Of course, as our modern background check stands, only those who have been formally adjudicated mentally ill and involuntarily confined as a danger to self or others, or who have been convicted of felony crimes would show up on the database used to evaluate and approve or deny a potential gun purchase. What goes unsaid is that it is estimated that as much as 40% of gun purchases in the U.S. are outside of the background check system. That is, they are person to person or through going to a “gun show” and simply agreeing to meet the seller in the parking lot outside.

“We must reform our mental health laws to better identify mentally disturbed individuals who may commit acts of violence, and make sure those people not only get treatment but—when necessary—involuntary confinement. Mental illness and hate pulls the trigger, not the gun.” Donald J. Trump

But when we examine the facts, not the alternative facts, we find a large body of scientific work exposing the Republican’s position for what it is: Deflection.

In a 2015 review published in the American Journal of Public Health, Vanderbilt University professors Jonathan Metzl and Kenneth MacLeish note research indicating that less than five percent of gun violence deaths between 2001 and 2010 were caused by people diagnosed with a mental illness. Columbia University psychiatrist Michael Stone found, according to his research, 65 percent of recent spree killers exhibited no signs of psychosis or similar condition prior to their crimes; instead, Dr. Stone said, “mass shooters are likelier to act in response to perceived slights and insults, quietly accumulated over time, until such grievances manifest themselves in violence.”

Medicaid is the single largest provider of mental health support. Yet, the very same Republicans who wish to focus gun violence response on mental health intend to slash the Medicaid budget by 200 billion dollars to cover their own tax breaks.

According to Paul S. Applebaum, MD and Jeffrey W. Swanson Ph.D., writing in Psychiatry Online,

There are, of course, commonsense reasons to expect that limiting access to firearms will reduce the use of guns by persons with mental illnesses and others. Miller and colleagues, for example, observed that homicide was more common in areas where household firearms ownership was higher. But the net increment to public safety from restricting gun access by persons with mental illnesses is likely to be small. The best available national data suggest that only 3%–5% of violent acts are attributable to serious mental illness, and most of those acts do not involve guns. Most studies concur that the added risk of violence, if any, conferred by the presence of a serious mental disorder is small. Moreover, there are no data to indicate whether the categories of persons with mental illnesses targeted by federal and state laws—that is, persons subject to involuntary commitment or found incompetent to manage their affairs—are actually at higher risk than other groups with mental illness. One of the strongest predictors of violence among persons with mental illness is a history of violent crime. But having a violent criminal record would already disqualify an individual from purchasing a gun, irrespective of any coincident mental health adjudication. Thus one might question whether the disproportionate emphasis on restricting firearms access by persons with mental disorders reflects sound public policy or is a manifestation of exaggerated public perceptions of the danger associated with mental illnesses.”

August 4, 2019

Statement of APA President in Response to Mass Shootings in Texas, Ohio

Hate + guns = public health crisis

WASHINGTON — Following is the statement of APA President Rosie Phillips Davis, PhD, on the shootings in El Paso, Texas, and in Dayton, Ohio:

“Our condolences are with the families and friends of those killed or injured in these horrific shootings and with all Americans affected every day by the twin horrors of hate and gun violence.

As our nation tries to process the unthinkable yet again, it is clearer than ever that we are facing a public health crisis of gun violence fueled by racism, bigotry and hatred. The combination of easy access to assault weapons and hateful rhetoric is toxic. Psychological science has demonstrated that social contagion —the spread of thoughts, emotions and behaviors from person to person and among larger groups —is real, and may well be a factor, at least in the El Paso shooting.

That shooting is being investigated as a hate crime, as it should be. Psychological science has demonstrated the damage that racism can inflict on its targets. Racism has been shown to have negative cognitive and behavioral effects on both children and adults and to increase anxiety, depression, self-defeating thoughts and avoidance behaviors.

Routinely blaming mass shootings on mental illness is unfounded and stigmatizing. Research has shown that only a very small percentage of violent acts are committed by people who are diagnosed with, or in treatment for, mental illness. The rates of mental illness are roughly the same around the world, yet other countries are not experiencing these traumatic events as often as we face them. One critical factor is access to, and the lethality of, the weapons that are being used in these crimes. Adding racism, intolerance and bigotry to the mix is a recipe for disaster.

If we want to address the gun violence that is tearing our country apart, we must keep our focus on finding evidence-based solutions. This includes restricting access to guns for people who are at risk for violence and working with psychologists and other experts to find solutions to the intolerance that is infecting our nation and the public dialogue.”

That last sentence is particularly telling. The regime currently in power in Washington came to power on an unrelenting campaign of hate, hatred toward anyone they defined as Other. In her recent blog post from New Zealand Rachel McAlpine (see website below) posed the word “Othering”. I was immediately taken by the word as it so elegantly captures the operant policy of social control characterizing our regime. It could equally have been applied to the 3rd Reich of Nazi Germany and to the cabal that controlled WWII Japan. (Benito Mussolini is on record as having often referred to Hitler and his minions as Barbarians for their treatment of Jews and other minorities).

The regime’s efforts to place the blame for gun violence on mentally ill people is nothing more than deflection. Deflection is the “go to” response mechanism to address any issue, and the targets vary by the issue. It is the hallmark of the anti-socially developed child. In this case it is moving toward the infamous Soviet system in which people who disagreed with the State were involuntarily subjected to “psychiatric care”. The formula is simple: People who disagree are dangerous. Dangerous people must be rendered impotent. The general public, believing the alternative facts from the Ministry of Truth, supports the policy and contributes toward it by informing on the suspect segment of the population whoever it may currently be.

One might wonder if Humanity has an immune system, and whether that now sleeping system might one day awaken and recognize the cabal now calling themselves the Republican Party as the cancerous tumor which it is. Great strides are being in immunotherapy.

Rachel McAlpine’s site




by Marco M. Pardi

Every day should be passed as if it were to be our last.” Publius Syrus (85-43 BCE)

Few men of action have been able to make a graceful exit at the appropriate time.” Malcolm Muggeridge. 1966

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Remember those days of childhood fun playing on a swing, straining to go as high as possible? Or those evenings when you were older and could slip into the park playground and go back in time on the swing, straining less but feeling the A frame pull out of the ground behind you? That drive to go higher – deeper? – into the blue sky or to float among the stars, imagining the ability to do so but knowing of the broken bones that would result from letting go? Somewhere up there we reached apogee, though we knew that word only later. Somewhere up there the chains reached their limits, gravity found us and quietly but forcefully asserted dominance. We tucked up our legs and let the pendulum do what pendulums eventually do, unlike that huge pendulum we saw at the science museum that swings with the motion of the Earth. No, we’re not that glorious.

Sometimes it seemed we were spending our whole lives trying to swing up, only to be brought down again. Day passed into night and again became day. Our minds and bodies gravitated into a work – off time schedule we hardly noticed after a while. It just seemed natural. We were part of the work force. We were productive, although many of us had long given up on ever knowing what exactly we produced. But knowing that became less necessary as we learned to measure the value of our lives by more immediate standards: Bank account; home; transportation; family; friends, – not necessarily in that order. And on we swung. Because….well….we were swingers.

And as we swung we looked at people on other swings. And wondered if we made the right choice. Would we have been happier on another swing, or made more money, or been happier with a different spouse? Some of us considered our options. Could we leap to that other, seemingly more attractive swing? What would we leave behind? Would we be shamed by our families, our former co-workers, our friends?

As long ago as the mid 1960’s college Sociology texts were warning readers that college students soon entering the work force must be prepared to change careers three to five times during their working lives. They did not mean changing location with the same company, or even career field. They meant changing careers – what we do for a living. Of course, certain professions were likely immune from this threat. But this seemed extreme to me. Until I found myself teaching college courses in 1969. One of the first things I noticed was the older ages of several of the students. They weren’t late in starting college; they were returning to college with one or more degrees already in hand. They were preparing to change careers.

Changing careers can be a scary thought, especially if it is forced upon you by circumstances you cannot control. Of course, there are always those who discovered too late into their college years that the field they were getting a degree in was not really what they wanted in life. They were too late in that just starting over was financially not an option. And, the doors were quickly closing on those jobs for which any college diploma would do.

Some of those same 1960’s textbooks mentioned the need for “Leisure Studies”. Again, I was a bit perplexed. I had not had much in the way of leisure, but I felt I didn’t need any help in using it if I ever got it. Nonetheless, Leisure Studies began blooming at universities around the country. I had images of freshly degreed people (what do you call a specialist in Leisure Studies?) fanning out across Florida, a State with more liquor stores per square mile than any other place on Earth, to rouse old people off parks benches – or call the EMTs for those who were stiff. I still haven’t used my leisure time to find out exactly what these graduates do.

Inevitably, as we swing along among the other swings we notice that faces come and go. Friends for Life, even Soul Mates are no longer there. Oh, yes. We promised to keep in touch. How long ago was that? It’ll come to me. Many of them reached their apogee and the swing chains came unfastened; they achieved lift-off, floating out there in the Void somewhere. Others, probably so. Are they around me now, giving my swing an occasional push? Sometimes I wonder.

The same Sociology texts that advised students to be prepared for career change also discussed what can happen when work-life is effectively over, a kind of terminal velocity. Many people come to define themselves through their work. It may be as casual as saying, I’m an engineer. Or, it may be as comprehensive as saying, Engineering is in my blood. Of course, that leaves one wondering what one is when the opportunity to engineer is no longer there. Rachel McAlpine, writing from New Zealand, posed this issue in her recent blog. Essentially, she asked what we lost when we stopped working. I answered by writing, “I found me before I found ‘a job’. So, everything I did thereafter was just me being me. I lost nothing when it came time for me to continue just being me.”

Some would say that suggests not being fully dedicated to the job or career. I would say it is simply the ability to compartmentalize. And I speak from a position of having held three careers concurrently, not to mention all the familial permutations that developed along the way.

So what about those individuals who were totally invested in their careers? Ever heard it said about someone in retirement, They don’t know what to do with themselves? Oh, we can offer distractions but how effective are they, and are they addressing the issue or are they simply “killing time” until the swing comes to a stop. In recent years I have noticed there are many more social activities for older women than for older men. Okay, men don’t live quite as long. Those texts mentioned earlier warned of an association, perhaps causative, between retirement and death. Loss of meaningful identity seems to be a health issue (I think television, such as FOX NEWS is a key vector).

I hope it’s obvious that I enjoy writing this blog. I certainly have other things to do but I make time to do this. I particularly enjoy the comments and the opportunity to interact with people even if it is only “electronic”.

How about you, Dear Reader? Have you planned the plan, or do you take it as it comes?

Growing Pains

Growing Pains

by Marco M. Pardi

We aim to develop physique, mentality, and character in our students; but because the first two are menaces without the third, the greatest of these is character.” Joseph Dana Allen, Headmaster. Fall 1989

This piece seeks to explore common beliefs about character and is therefore germane to all readers (no matter what other people may have said about you). A fundamental question will be whether character is necessarily “forged” through adverse circumstances. You will note there is a flavor of the old Nature vs. Nurture debate here, but I intend to minimize that. I sincerely hope readers will comment, and I will respond to each.

The definition of “Character” is often more reflective of the biases of the person doing the defining than it is an objective definition. However, the Webster’s New Collegiate Dictionary offers a variety of definitions, notably “the complex of mental and ethical traits marking and often individualizing a person, group, or nation.” Of note here is the absence of any etiological reference. So I’m left with memories of Sister Margaret Mary beating my six year old buttocks with a ping pong paddle while telling me she is building my character. Thank you, Sister. Your efforts have been duly noted. Should I have told her I hid handkerchiefs in my underwear before the paddling? Nah. Her efforts at shaping my character resulted only in my efforts at better concealment of my ways, a lasting trait. And that trait developed long before I was put into that school.

In the late 1940’s genes were not part of the everyday lexicon and in my case, since my father was still in Italy and I was in the U.S. no one could say I was “just like my father.” That came much later. Also little known outside academia were the “Eastern” concepts of reincarnation. When I began learning of them in the early 1960’s I recoiled in horror for by that time I was determined to never endure childhood again. One might even say my character was more defined in reaction to externals than in acceptance of them, or in some existential epiphany. Instead of feeling I had identified some internal and ongoing reality about me I was more likely to feel a “because of” reason for my character, an “anything but them” raison d’etre.

I’ve written specifically and extensively on reincarnation so I will not give that rebirth here. I will restate that decades of experience, research and deep thought support my conclusion of the reality of non-corporeal existence, with absolutely no need or logical justification for some kind of god figure. Some Asian philosophies/religions, and the New Age claptrap that arose from poor and partial understanding of those systems, propose that reincarnation is necessary to balance traits and actions of past lives and to “round out the resume” which will one day enable promotion from the cycle of rebirth. While that is internally logical, it is externally indefensible. It implicitly assumes there is some external standard against which we are measured and we must check off all the boxes before we are acceptable. Who devised this standard? And who is keeping score?

So, however much Trump’s mannerisms and behavior suggest the rebirth of Mussolini and his policies edge closer by the day to Hitler’s, we can probably rule reincarnation out as a character contributor.

The first decades of the 21st century have seen exponential growth in our understanding of human genetics. In fact, the pace of these realizations is such that what I might write today may be over written by new information tomorrow. So suffice it to say the mapping of the human genome has opened new areas for discussion of what makes us us. It is still necessary, however, to remember that few complexities such as behavioral traits would arise from a single gene. Instead, we see gene clusters. And where we see those clusters we see variation. I recently finished reading Jonathan Haidt’s book, The Righteous Mind in which he identifies the genetic markers which predispose us to operating either on the basis of intuition or of reason. While it is strongly supportive of an almost Determinist view of human behavior, in my opinion it does not sufficiently account for experience.

So, while my relatives continue to marvel that I am “a clone” of my father in every possible physical and behavioral way – right down to the voice, I am not my father. I have no doubt he would agree.

My childhood and young adulthood years were not pleasant. But I have met people who survived their own such years through conditions I have wondered might have done me in. At times I have waited for them to crack, not quite understanding how they could be so “normal”. Did their strength of character come from those conditions, or did they survive those conditions because they had somehow already acquired that strength of character? I just don’t know.

I think we are sometimes too quick to adopt facile conclusions. Years ago I heard that children of alcoholics grew up to be alcoholics. Then many studies seemed to support that conclusion, especially when the children were raised away from the alcoholic parent. But I’ve personally known people who showed no tendencies to alcoholism yet, by family history, should have been well on their way. How often have we been told domestic violence passes down through generations? That’s certainly the first thing a defense attorney tries to establish in mitigating guilt for his client. But again, there are many for whom that will never be the case. As William James, “Father of American Psychology”, advised us when considering these facile conclusions, “All it takes is one white crow.”

In recent years we’ve seen endless television footage of children in war zones, many from birth to the present day. We are encouraged to consider the long term effects on these children, and I certainly do. But my brother (four years my senior) and I were born in Rome, Italy before and during WWII. Despite Rome’s status as an “open city” we experienced the nightly bombings of strategic targets nearby and we lived through some very close times. Should that have affected our adult views on the military? We each, voluntarily, served in conflict zones, taking on voluntary assignments far riskier than the average soldier. He stayed in the military, and I took my developing skills into federal government life. Were we demented, or were we unfortunate victims? Was it, Crazy Johnny went to war, or Johnny came home from war crazy? Or, neither one? But lots of people did that, and they had never heard the shriek of falling bombs or saw their mothers and grandmothers cower as the buildings shook. It’s easy to presume a person with a happy childhood and no traumas of note will develop into a rather well adjusted, if not bland adult. But is that so?

As a child I tried examining my body from all angles. Using a handheld mirror I stood in the bathroom with my back to the larger wall mirror and tried to see who I was. After several incomplete attempts, and some sore muscles, I decided it’s pretty tough to know who we are.

I’ve always been drawn to ethology, the study of animal behavior. Of course, you can’t ask a non-human animal how it feels or why it does what it does. Not that you would always get accurate answers from humans.

How about you, dear reader? How did you develop “ the complex of mental and ethical traits” that enable people to say, “I know that person”?

Want to Bet?

Want to Bet?

By Marco M. Pardi

The only way to predict the future is to have the power to shape the future”. Eric Hoffer. The Passionate State of Mind and other Aphorisms. 1954

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Over the years I’ve known, or at least met many people who claimed to “read the future”. Most of them used props of some kind, tarot cards (78 cards), the I Ching (6 coins), the Gong Hee Fot Choy (32 cards) and other devices right down to the lines in my hand or simple playing cards. I’ve also met those who used no props; they spoke with “the dead” who, presumably, had an overview of my life and doings.

I suppose my initial exposure came early. Both my grandmothers were British, one English and the other Scottish. The English woman was fond of daily tea, with milk, and would “read the leaves” for the little boy left in her care. As hard as I tried I could never make out anything in the scrum of leaves left in the cup. I probably would have flunked a Rorschach. So it was only in my middle teens, when I finally dared to reject the magic of religion, that I also rejected the possibility of anyone reading the future, by any means.

All that changed in my 22nd year when an old woman I met with simply to satisfy my insistent girlfriend spent over an hour using just a pack of playing cards to lay out my past, present, and future in utterly impossible detail and with deadly accuracy. Although I still had no use for religious fantasy, I could not deny the evidence for what this woman had done. But my normal “If you can do it, I can do it” response was still dormant. Instead, I made myself available – under very controlled circumstances for reasons I can’t discuss, for others I happened to meet over the years. Yes, there were a few, even recently, who shrank back and gaped at me so I determined to study this phenomenon anthropologically – as a participant/observer, with emphasis on the observer. For clarity I distinguish the reader as the one doing the divination and the sitter as the one receiving the reading. Among the readers I distinguish two groups: those who use external props or devices; and, those who don’t.

When I say props I do not mean items intended to deceive. I mean items intended to focus the mind of the reader – often through mild trance – and/or to lend authenticity to the process. The authenticity, such as it is, derives from the reader being able to point to the prop and say, in effect, “It’s not me saying this, it’s in the cards. See for yourself”. Of course, not all props provide objective evidence; crystal balls, bowls of water, animal organs, etc. are not necessarily “readable” to the sitter. But the use of props goes back beyond recorded history. Classical Greeks gazed into water – scrying, or hydromancy. And, most people have at least heard of the crystal ball, an offspring of scrying. Etruscans used the organs of animals – haruspicy and ornithomancy – the flight of birds. Another ancient form is osteomancy, the casting of bones, a form of cleromancy, the casting of objects such as coins, dice, or yarrow stalks. Several of these forms later evolved as tarot cards, I Ching (Book of Changes), and Gong Hee Fot Choy (Greetings of Good Fortune), each of which can be accompanied by a text enabling the sitter to read the meaning for himself.

Perhaps the most amusing, and labor intensive prop is the Ouija Board, or the Yes/Yes board – Oui & Ja. This board has the letters of the alphabet scattered in an arc and a planchette device upon which two sitters lightly place their fingers while asking questions of the presumed spirits hanging around who then direct the planchette to spell out an answer. A third person may be required to record the letters as the planchette skips from one to the next. I almost laughed aloud when first shown this board. At the top corners are the words YES and NO. The sitters are instructed to begin by first asking, Is anyone here? Aaah, it should be obvious that if the planchette moves to NO there is a problem. Who did it? Indeed, the most common problem is that each sitter accuses the other of moving the planchette, and each vigorously denies it. Nonetheless, as some parts of the world experience more rainy days there will likely be an increase in Ouija use, domestic violence notwithstanding.

I’m not saying I’ve never seen an apparently prescient message come from the board. I have, on two occasions. But I have no doubt that the origin of the message was in the mind of one of the sitters, even if they were never consciously aware. One was a Guatemalan woman I barely knew, and the other a young Norwegian woman who was a close friend. The Norwegian and I subsequently put bareback pads on a couple of horses and rode into a rather wild area to verify what had appeared on the board. Yes, we found it in a place neither of us had been to before. So, which of us knew of an infanticide and burial some 150 years before? Or was there really a spirit somehow moving our fingers on the board by implanting the thought in a mind?

The Ouija board is largely considered a silly children’s game. But many people take the tarot and the I Ching seriously. How seriously? Next time you see the flag of South Korea you will notice that, arranged around the central Hsiang Sheng figure (what Westerners call Yin/Yang) are sets of trigrams, each composed of three broken or unbroken lines. These are from the I Ching and, when deciphered from the throw of coins, are coupled into hexagrams. The hexagram is referenced in the text of the I Ching and provides the answer to your question. There are two difficult parts here: One must know how to frame a question; and, one must understand “Chinese culture”. The I Ching does not deliver a static This-will-happen-regardless answer, a sort of doomed to your fate statement. It delivers what will happen if you carry through the thinking implicit in your question. The Chinese culture part is far more arcane as it implies a monolithic entity where there is none. There is much of Kong Fu-Xi (“Confucius”) in the reading, but there are other threads as well. So, instead of seeing life as stepping from one stone to the next across a stream (Western), one must feel life as a continuous flow in which prior actions affect the currents one meets in what seems to be the future. Throughout Asia many diplomats will quietly consult the I Ching before meetings and during breaks. It is not so much a factual statement about a future state of being as it is a guide to making a future state of being come to fruition. And that is precisely why it is fundamentally misunderstood so commonly in the West.

The tarot is another matter. The sitter shuffles the cards and the reader lays them out in a preordained fashion, including a place for past, present and future. The reader then guides the sitter through the interpretation of each card, it’s position, and its relationship to the rest of the “spread”. Any time the sitter challenges the efficacy of a card the sitter can point to the card, the position, and the associated interpretation in the accompanying written guide. Of course, some readers expand on the guide, weaving a narrative which they feel ties the whole spread together. Obviously, this is the portal for subjective error.

The devices I mentioned earlier, such as the crystal ball and the bowl of water are in themselves unreadable by the sitter. Even the ordinary playing cards fall into this category. Thus, the “interpretation” must come entirely from the reader, not the sitter. The pack of ordinary playing cards the elderly woman used for me could not possibly have contained the extremely detailed and precise events and issues she matter-of-factly recited to me, with no fluff and no banter. 55 years later they are as true as they were then. And I sincerely assure you there have been many things I did not “make happen”.

But the world is now awaiting yet another binary choice in which voters in the U.S. will, one way or the other, make things happen. In the introduction to the book, Megatrends: Ten New Directions Transforming Our Lives (1984) John Naisbitt wrote, “The most reliable way to anticipate the future is by understanding the present”. I would ensure the concept present is inclusive of at least the recent past. And now I will lay out for you a spread of past and present and ask you to consider the future.

Shortly after the dissolution of the Soviet Union the State, under influence from Putin, sold off publicly owned utilities to a few developing oligarchs for pennies on the dollar. The greatest concentration of wealth was the oil and gas sector, notably GAZPROM. Oil and gas prices were moderately high and promised to go higher. But then, in 2014, Putin militarily annexed Crimea and quickly followed that by unmarked military incursion into Ukraine. President Obama responded by getting the Saudis to greatly increase production, easing restrictions of domestic fracking, and imposing financial sanctions on the Russian oligarchs through measures such as the Magnitsky Act, which he had signed into law in 2012. This combination deeply lowered the world price for oil and directly impacted the oligarchs, including Putin. In fact, the Russian economy is deeply unbalanced in the direction of oil and gas and is suffering the consequences.

But the lower price for oil impacted the American oil companies as well. And while the CEOs of these mega-giants pondered the old “Middle East turmoil” ploy to raise prices, the Obama administration played a key role in developing and formalizing the Iran Nuclear Deal, depriving the oil companies of a boogy-man. Hillary Clinton would certainly maintain, even stiffen, Obama’s measures.

Putin’s answer? Identify and support a populist grifter while funneling money into Republican coffers through various means.

The grifter got the Republican nomination: Enter Trump. Apparently it was easy to appeal to his racism in getting him to reverse and obliterate as much of Obama’s work as possible. He immediately pulled out of the Paris Climate Accord, a great boon to the fossil fuel industry. He pulled out of the Iran Nuclear Deal although all signatories, including the U.S. State Dept., verified Iran was meeting the conditions of the deal. He imposed crushing economic sanctions on Iran, including threats of sanctions against anyone who buys their oil. He has repeatedly issued thinly veiled nuclear threats against Iran while claiming Iran’s hand behind every evil act on the planet. He has goaded Iran toward acting out in a way which would justify military action, catastrophic as that would be. Will the Strait of Hormuz provide him with the next Gulf of Tonkin incident? Even limited military action, if that’s possible, would send the price of oil skyrocketing. Putin and his oligarch friends, including the American oil and gas CEOs who fund the Republican Party will be joyous, in contrast to the families mourning their dead. And the rhetoric of hate and fear, of any “non-White” group, intensifies daily.

We don’t need a deck of cards or a sheep’s liver to see and understand what is right before our eyes. But we will soon face another kind of Ouija board, the voting screen which will record our “choice”. Who do you think guides the hand which selects the choice? In many States the machines do not give a receipt or print out of those choices; they go electronically into the ether and we gather later in front of the television to see we “won”. And we thought the Ouija board was unscientific? Want to bet?

The Memory Monkey

The Memory Monkey

by Marco M. Pardi

Our memories are independent of our wills. It is not so easy to forget.” Richard Sheridan. 1775

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I’m entering the age when people think I should remember episodes of childhood and youth with perfect clarity, while forgetting what I had for breakfast, or if I had breakfast. Did I take my morning medications? Should I have one of those plastic boxes partitioned like ice trays into sections for the days of the week? Oops, there I did it. I referenced ice trays, items many of our readers have no experience or conception of. I saw them at a garage sale. I did. Honest.

Of course, in our instant fix culture there are over the counter pills and potions for memory loss and other “senior moments”. Currently they generate millions of dollars in yearly sales. With only one problem: they don’t work. A just released study by the Global Council On Brain Health reports that three billion dollars were spent on these “brain” supplements in 2016 and this is expected to nearly double by 2023. Furthermore, since the Trump administration prioritizes making money for a very few people over safety for the many, the FDA and the USDA have each had their budgets cut, leaving many potentially unsafe supplements on the market with little to no oversight. Every science based examination of the claims advertised so freely reaches the same conclusion: “a massive waste of money.”

Since I habitually listen for internal contradictions in cultural messages I find the concerns about memory somewhat amusing. Whatever happened to “forgive and forget”? I can tell you that, for what it’s worth, I don’t forget. And that goes for good and bad. Forgive? I think I don’t forgive so much as I experience a tapering off of the desire to achieve revenge. Actually, I don’t like the word revenge. I prefer restoring balance, what some might call justice. I’m even okay with some other person or other circumstances meting out justice, what some would call karma, although I cannot deny the satisfaction of being the agent.

But what about this faculty of ours, this thing we call memory? Obviously, non-human animals also have it, and the case has been made for a form of it in plants as well. There are even persistent claims of “cellular memory”, citing cases of transplant recipients who find themselves with a talent or preference characteristic of their donor. But does it interrupt their sleep, or intrude on their thoughts “out of the blue”?

There have been periods in my life when I wished there were a pill or procedure to excise the memory of certain periods in my life, or at least specific aspects of them. Part of the attraction of running away when very young was the prospect of being able to “start anew”, with a history of only my own making. But I realized I could not leave my mind behind, and with it came my memories. A package. Deal with it.

Years ago I knew a young woman who, in her then defunct marriage, had become severely clinically depressed. At that time the go-to treatment was electro-shock therapy. I had been a fan of that technique in graduate school, viewing it then as I would later view re-booting my computer. Unfortunately, the procedure in those years was little advanced beyond the Frankenstein approach (“It’s alive! It’s alive!”). As a result of the treatments, rather than missing specific aspects of her past, she was missing whole sections. The procedure has been revised lately and is experiencing a cautious renaissance. But her damage was done.

But now the landscape is changing. As early as five years ago Scientific American, a very highly respected resource, ran an article on editing memory. Although the subjects involved were mice, the techniques employed were transposable to humans. Specific learning was excised from the rats’ brains. The implication is that once this is more refined it can be applied to human PTSD cases, excising the specific memories and even the trigger points if necessary. This is not “brain washing” in the 1950’s Manchurian Candidate sense; it is selective reprogramming of the brain such that the individual does not have a sense of “something missing”, as did the woman cited above.

But two questions arise: any event (as recorded as a memory) has a context. As with cancer surgery which hopes for “clean margins”, how far into the context must we cut to ensure the removal of the memory? And, what are you willing to give up?

For several years now I’ve approached unpleasant memories not as things to be suppressed – that doesn’t work anyway – but as opportunities to learn. Getting into them, and looking around, gives me a better understanding of how the events happened in the first place. This strengthens tactics and strategies to avoid a repetition. But it also offers me an opportunity to question why I keep bringing them up. Is there something not yet resolved? Sure, there have been times when I felt I was in a “snowglobe”, bad memories cascading down with near white-out force, me unable to fully grasp any particular one and fully resolve it.

Buddhist meditation teaches us about the monkey, flitting from limb to limb and chattering at us for attention. That’s the maelstrom of thoughts pouring across our minds at any given moment. Some of them are painful memories triggered, perhaps, by an unexplained association with the previous thought. Novices try to still the mind and have no thoughts, assuming that is nir vana – beyond wind. That simply cannot happen; the brain/mind matrix will continue on its way, with the additional input of the novice’s struggle. So Buddhism teaches us to let the monkey scramble about, but pay no attention to anything it does. In other words, don’t develop perception into conception. Or as the old saying goes, Don’t make something of it. When you’re in a blizzard, don’t try to see each snow flake.

Years ago I tried to learn to control my dreams. Predictably, I slid into the Am I there yet? syndrome. Maybe the best effect was that it was tiring and that helped me get to sleep.

So I’ve decided to let the monkey have its fun. Just as I decided my nightly efforts at On Demand dreams were futile, I’ve decided there are times when ignoring the monkey not only causes me to miss something I should give thought to, but it sets me up for endless re-run loops until I do. But that doesn’t mean I need to have unpleasant reactions to what the monkey is showing me. I learned in grammar school that the best way to deal with a loudmouth oaf is silence. The trick is to not let yourself become someone who “suffers in silence”.

How about you, dear reader? Does your monkey have a name?

Designer Orange

Designer Orange

by Marco M. Pardi

Many Alabamans delight in the chain gangs’ reappearance. Drivers roll down their windows to taunt the prisoners, barking like dogs. Others look on the predominantly black gangs and feel nostalgia for the South they knew as children. “I love seeing ’em in chains,” one elderly white woman said, “They ought to make them pick cotton.” Brent Staples, “The Chain Gang Show: Humiliating Prisoners for Political Profit.” New York Times Magazine. 17 September 1995

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My use of the term Designer should be obvious; I mean those who designed the concept of privately run, for-profit incarceration, not those who designed the ubiquitous orange jumpsuits. Furthermore, I will clarify a few items. People often interchange the words jail and prison. A jail is a holding area for those awaiting trial, those convicted and awaiting sentence, and those serving short term sentences usually under local law. A classification center is for those who, having been convicted and sentenced, are being examined to determine the level of security required to house them. A prison is for someone sentenced to serve a sentence of greater duration and severity than what would be served in a jail.

The term bail comes from the “Old Bailey”, the central court and jail/prison complex of London centuries ago. A bailiff was an officer of the court charged with keeping order and ensuring that only those properly certified as “barristers” (attorneys) and those accused and transferred from the jail could enter the court to present or defend the case or stand trial. A physical bar separated the court from the jail. Hence the saying, “passing the bar”, a barrister.

My intertwined careers have been somewhat unusual. Over the years I have been the sole or lead investigator responsible for gathering the evidence to successfully send several people to lengthy federal or military prison terms.

I have interviewed prisoners in “road camps” (the “chain gangs” seen cleaning along public roads), and military and state jails and prisons.

The United States is well known as having the world’s largest private prison population. In 2016 8.5 percent, or 128,063, were incarcerated in private prisons. That’s out of a total of 1.5 million people in state and federal prisons

According to the Department of Justice (DOJ):

Approximately 22,660 federal inmates are housed in private prisons, roughly 12 percent of the total inmate population. The Bureau of Prisons paid $639 million to private prisons in fiscal year 2014, averaging $22,159 per prisoner.

CoreCivic, the old Corrections Corporation of America, and the GEO Group run over 170 private prisons in the U.S. Most of the detention facilities currently holding people who crossed the southern border, (most found the Border Patrol in order to seek asylum; they turned themselves in, the BP didn’t find them) are being held in privately owned facilities. The cost to the American taxpayer is $795 per day per man, woman, and child. Yet, the regime is calling for longer detention and far more arcane processes in the examination of asylum requests. It doesn’t take much to understand the motive for this: the Billionaires Club of America, currently running the government and giving itself huge tax breaks, is making a daily fortune from these policies. Privately owned prisons and detention centers. The rush to the border was spurred by these same people, the Club, when they conspired to place Trump in the White House. Trump’s claim of building a wall echoed through the world and people decided if they were going to try to get in and request asylum they had to do it quickly, before the wall went up. Thus, having created the problem, Trump’s club members came up with the answer: privately owned prisons and detention camps with the U.S. tax payers footing all the bills.

By now most readers of this site have seen the published photographs, including those released by DHS, showing crowds of children, some in diapers, caged on bare concrete floors, hundreds of adults packed into standing room only cells with one sink and one toilet, lights left on 24 hours a day and little or no access to running water. The claims women have made of being forced to drink from the toilet, while initially disputed by the regime, have been verified by the FaceBook posts of the 9,500 Border Patrol officers on a site dedicated to denigrating the migrants and U.S. congressional representatives of color.

When I first saw these photos I was reminded of the Lubyanka and the Lefortovo prisons in the old Soviet Union. Each had dozens of prisoners stuffed into cells built for six or at most eight. They were incubators for tuberculosis and other contagious diseases.

At the first release of photos taken and authorized by the Department of Homeland Security the purpose of the release was clear. This was not a confession of wrongdoing. The officials knew fully well the photos would be picked up and broadcast around the world, especially in the countries from which most of the migrants came. In the same way I saw road camps display “the hole” – literally a hole in the ground with a locked cover over it to house a troublesome prisoner – even giving new prisoners a chance to “try it out”, these photos were and are intended to send a message. Gone is the Statue of Liberty, with her “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” message. As the American

Fuhrer himself said (paraphrasing), We don’t want people from shit hole countries. We want people like Norwegians. The photos released by the regime are intended to terrify people in Central America and stop them from seeking even legal asylum. The Muslim ban, the closure of border checkpoints where asylum may be filed for, the detention of people of all ages in conditions worthy of United Nations intervention, and the publishing of photos as warning posters are all part of the White Nationalist agenda which is at the heart of this administration.

Following on Rush Limbaugh’s pronouncement that drinking out of the toilets was better than what the migrants previously had at home, the Fuhrer tweeted today that the migrants were living in far better conditions and fed better in these detention camps than where they came from. No showers for weeks, no diaper changes for the infants, cold “Tex-Mex” food, and no privacy when using the one toilet per cell. That’s better?

In the 1990’s I was contracted to conduct a qualitative study for a joint Pennsylvania State University – Fed. Ctrs for Disease Control & Prevention nutrition study. At three sites across the country, Pennsylvania, California, and Georgia I interviewed groups of women with children between 2 and 5 years old. The separate groups were Anglo (White), African-American (Black) and Latino (newly arrived, mostly Central American and speaking zero English). Spending 90 minutes with each group I probed intensively for information on how and what they fed their young children and how they conducted the feeding event. On each of the indices the Latinos scored far higher on nutritional content and far higher on perceptions of healthy weight and BMI (Body Mass Index). They had little to no knowledge of “Tex-Mex” stuff passed off as “Mexican food” in American restaurants. The peer-reviewed study was published in the late 1990’s.

So what’s the answer? The United States has a long history of providing assistance to other countries. I spent five years on a PASA (participating agency service agreement) placing me with USAID (United States Agency for International Development) and participated in various Embassy sessions with representatives of several countries, including Cuba. With the collaboration of USAID and the State Department it is entirely possible to address the internal problems of Guatemala, El Salvador, and Honduras, all of which I have been to. Diplomacy can bring about the removal of corrupt officials and the placement of U.S. police and military advisors can reduce the incentive among local police and military to allow drug trafficking and the problems it causes.

But what about corruption at the top? Let’s be honest. In the 2016 elections the Russians simply played the same game we have been playing for many decades, only they did it better than we ever have. The U.S. intelligence community is not just a passive recipient of information; it puts that information to work, even when it has to manufacture information in order to affect domestic perceptions in target countries. The result: regime change.

Our regime, composed of the billionaires whose construction and support companies will profit immensely from the tax payer funded billions of dollars poured into the wall, has cut the funding for the U.S. State Department by up to 60%. Experienced and brilliant career diplomats have left in droves, replaced by “acting directors” and other people who cannot pass an FBI background check. The same is true across the panoply of U.S. agencies.

For a small fraction of the projected costs of the wall, the United States could fund the diplomacy and the advisors cited above. For a fraction of the costs of the prisons the U.S. could treat drug abuse and addiction as the public health crisis it is and fund treatment centers and prevention programs.

Up until now we have paid the price for our own corruption. Now, major sections of the world are paying the price for our corruption.

I had an orange jumpsuit years ago. But then it was issued to those of us service members who were flying risky missions over water. The color was to facilitate rescue, not capture.

Go To Your Room

Go To Your Room

by Marco M. Pardi

The heresy of heresies was common sense….The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command.” George Orwell. Nineteen Eighty-Four. 1.7.1949.

Don’t believe what you’re hearing or seeing! It’s all fake news!” Donald J. Trump: 2019

Beware of false knowledge; it is more dangerous than ignorance.” George Bernard Shaw


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Ah, those were the most joyous words of my childhood. I was not banished, I was freed. Although I shared a room with my brother, he was usually not there until time to sleep. Instead I had many books, including a huge set of the 1910 Encyclopaedia Britannica my grandfather had bought, a radio, and a few adventure comic books. If I tired of reading long and detailed Encyclopaedia entries on how steamships worked or some such subject I could listen to the radio mystery programs while “curling” the huge encyclopaedias to develop my biceps.

As I grew and we moved from one house to another I retained that sense of the room as my sacristy, especially when my brother left for West Point. For many years thereafter my home, wherever it was, served the same role. Especially as I lived alone for so long. But therein lay the benefits and the risks.

Yes, living alone, or functionally alone provided all the joys of solitude: autonomy, my choice in what to do or not do, my selection of television news, shouting invectives at certain politicians, hurling foam nerf balls at the tv, or risking carpal tunnel syndrome from overuse of my middle fingers. What could be better?

The risks should be obvious. I was building my own information bubble, assembling my own igloo with blocks I had cut and trimmed to my satisfaction. Could The Polar Bear of Alternate Opinion come along and bat the whole thing down? I don’t socialize very much, in fact hardly at all. And I’ve written earlier (much earlier) of my impatience with “small talk”. I’m coming to suspect that now, even among those few people I know by name, the old standby – talk about the weather – would quickly morph into an unpleasant circular firing squad about whether climate change is real or a hoax, or a real hoax, or has anything to do with that rainstorm last night.

Then again, what happens when you raise a topic about which the other people in the group are ill informed or even completely uniformed? At a neighborhood chili cook-off I blundered into a group of guys talking about the current efforts to bring back the coal industry, the “clean coal” industry. (I should say here my neighborhood is composed of educated professionals) I said, “There is no clean coal”. Oh yes there is, they said with certainty. I then asked if they were referring to lignite, subbituminous, bituminous or anthracite. Group flat affect. Abrupt change of subject. Not caring much for chili, I went home. I was certain any “lecture” on my part, no matter how short, would have gotten maybe a nod or two and a mass departure for the chili tables. Although some of my college students would likely have guffawed at this, I actually am sensitive to lecturing too much.

Speaking of which, I recommend an outstanding book by Naomi Klein, NO Is Not Enough. It is short, precise, and offers analyses, solutions and action items. For example, in addressing the rule by chaos characterizing our current administration she dispels the common idea that this chaos arises from incompetence. Instead, she makes it very clear that this is a carefully orchestrated tactic. She asks us to imagine standing up to an automatic tennis ball server on steroids; we may manage to hit a few balls back but we will be quickly overwhelmed by the cloud of balls coming at us from various angles. And those balls carry the most damaging policies of this administration, such as canceling the Clean Air Act, eliminating the Environmental Protection Agency, going after every source of fossil fuel on the planet, de-regulating the industries which have harmed us, attempting to ban abortion and even contraception while cutting or eliminating all the supports for people hit the hardest by these measures. And on and on.

And so, we yield. We go to our room, where we can control the input coming to our senses, we can assure ourselves all is really well with the world, or at least it will be in a few years. But is that really what that voice inside us is telling us? If so, does that mean the propaganda machine is working? Blunt force trauma is effective but crude; fine tasting poisons, metered through the educational system, the churches, and other “benevolent” institutions are far more effective, leaving us crippled and thankful for it.

The temptation to withdraw into distractions like televised sports, game shows, “fluff” movies and so on is understandable. Yet when that inner voice tells us to speak up we must first know our subject and know our adversary. Another fine book I’m currently reading is Jonathan Haidt’s, The Righteous Mind: Why Good People are Divided by Politics And Religion. (Thank you, Rachel). Where Klein gives us insights into the group that fronted people like Reagan, George W. Bush, and now Donald Trump, Haidt brings out the moral psychology of the individuals on both sides of an issue. I want to study this in more detail before commenting.

But it can be said that the readers of my articles are spread throughout a great many countries, large and small, near and so far away as to seem safe. I’ve certainly felt safe in many of those countries, usually having to expend some effort to access American news. But that feeling of safety was a delusion. Sadly, the United States is still the world’s leading economy. It has by far the most powerful military. It exploits and consumes the world’s resources at a rate wildly disproportionate to the world’s population. And when it sneezes much of the world catches a cold.

American policies, be they in food production, energy usage, economics and banking, or any other arena are like prodding the spinning top which is our world. A miscalculation could destabilize and hurl our world into terminal disorder. A child playing with matches in the middle of an empty cement parking lot is the child’s problem; he may burn his fingers. A child playing with matches in the middle of a wood frame house while everyone’s sleeping is a problem of a whole different order. The United States, as portrayed in the Baby Trump balloons, is that child. Everyone on this planet must be concerned, if not for themselves then for their children.

Thinking of one’s far away country as a safe room in which to control reality is overlooking the reality of the planet coming down around us. And, it is, as the trite saying goes, “Drinking the Kool-Aid”, accepting as true one of history’s greatest propaganda coups.

I suggest we get out and talk with those neighbors, even if it means having a bowl of suspicious chili. Go armed with knowledge, but also with understanding. And here’s an idea: If you want to do this but are uncomfortable raising issues, point these neighbors to my blog. That way you can always say, Hey, I didn’t say that. He did.

I’ll be here in my room. But my room is wired to the world.

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